Dear Izzy (Dess 151)

Dearest Izzy,

You came to my house, and you were sad, so I fed you; which next to cuddles and talking in the dark is the only way I know how to cheer people up. So I made you poached pears. I think it may have worked (as well as it could have).

All my love,
IP

Dear Melbourne Weather,

Dear Melbourne Weather,

You're crazy and wild and wonderful. And when I saw piles of golf-ball sized hailstones piled up against the RMIT facade I knew you'd pop up in my designs at some point this week. All mixed in with the sweet pollockequeness of this exhibition by Julia Chiang:

(via designboom)

Comes on cotton, and could be done in particular colour groups (autumny colours, pastels, straight blues etc.)

Goodnight,
All my love,